Black Haired King

"Hey, over here."

As she follows Leigh as she walks into the inn, Leigh heads to the inn's dining room and sits somewhere in the biggest seat in the back. Slaves sit and stand on its left and right and behind, and they look at me.

On the left side of Leigh, from me. On the right, a blonde glamorous woman sits, and on the other side, the lowest blonde girl as well.

Two women with the same face with brown hair stand symmetrically on the left and right behind them. Very similar. If I could tell, it would be about the shape of my hair.

Speaking of which, no woman has been the culprit of that problem. Looks like Leigh and I got away while we were fighting.

Me and Mr. Kamal, we sit in front of Laig, and Rona stands behind me like she's holding the slaves of Laig.

"So, what do the nobles want from us?

I watched those slaves, and Leigh cut out the story for me.

"Speaking of which, you haven't introduced yourself yet. My name is Ladyus Arnold. The title is Viscount. The girl standing behind you, Rona. He's my squire."

When I introduced myself, Leigh said, "Arnold?" and lean his neck. Right there.

"It is the name of a nobleman now famous among the nobles, Laig. Viscount Redius Arnold, for his work in the war a few years ago and for solving a case in the kingdom of Torness, gave him the title. Then married to Prince William's ex-fiancé, Victoria Septembalm, and the grandson of the Devil's Sword King, a nobleman who also remembers His Majesty the King. I've been hired by other noblemen lately to do mercenary tricks."

A glamorous woman sitting next to Leigh talks about me one after another. Is this guy the brainchild of this party? Laig feels like Hmm.

"Viscount Arnold is a benefactor to my life for saving me from banditry. With that edge, I asked Lord Leigh to meet me at this request."

"I see. Now we know why Caimal's old man is counting on us. So, what's the request, an escort to Mount Devil? To be honest, in this number, Mount Devil..."

"No, not an escort, a guide. I don't mind a guide to where the Warcraft is. As long as you give me guidance, I'll be free later."

"What?

Did I say something weird? The look on Leigh's face when he heard my words gets worse. What the fuck?

"You're asking us to guide you?

"Oh. If I knew enough to safely guide the Mountain of Demons, I wouldn't have as much strength as you. Well, the number one reason is that Mr. Kamal introduced me."

"... well good. So, how long have you been in custody? It's gonna take you a week just to get back and forth, okay?

"Oh. And then there's a week to explore. I don't know what I can do with too much time. We don't have time for this either."

That would be the limit if I included time to go home. If you stay too long, you won't have the strength of soldiers. Well, gaining experience for the future is one of the aims.

"And then this is the commission."

I take the sachet out of my nose. Ten gold coins inside, half a million bek.

"In addition to that, I'll give you the other half of Bek when the request is complete. How about a million bucks in total?

In my words, Leigh shows me how to think, and he also checks with the slaves behind him. Then I get a few questions.

Inform them that the food is to be supplied here in the meantime and that there is no need to keep an eye on them at night. Then.

"It would be good. I'll take it. So since when?

The Laigs seem to take this request. Now we have a guide.

"The request starts tomorrow morning. I don't have time for this. Well, you'll have very little to prepare, all right? I'm talking about Mr. Kamal, you were supposed to take the day off and take another request tomorrow, weren't you?

To my words, without affirmation or denial, I turn that way, Leigh. It's like that attitude's already affirmed. Sort of.

"Then we'll go home. I asked you to do it tomorrow."

"Hmm."

With Leigh's voice on his back, we leave the inn. The sky was already stained with sunset colors. I guess when the Grimds are already ready.

"Mr. Kamal. We're going to the Viscount's mansion now. Thank you for today."

"No, I can help you. Above all. What do you do about food?

"My men are coming to get the food, so I was hoping you could get it ready."

"Okay. Now, if you'll excuse us."

In front of the inn, say goodbye to Mr. Kamal. Do you want to drop off the carriage that Mr. Kamal will ride and, let's just say, head back to the Viscount's mansion? That's about a 15-minute walk. Suppose I hang out and go back?

"Rona, let's go home"

"Yes."

Starting tomorrow, it's been a long time. When I came with Ares before, I was still under the mountain. That's about as good as having a B-rank Cocatrice there. I guess there are more warcraft in the back than that.

Thinking about it, I have myself looking forward to it a little bit. What kind of person can I meet? If everyone's going to be able to fight, it might be a good idea to look for a strong guy.